cerulean tides of brine slap their resentments against serrated edges of a carnivorous shore, that leaves twilights smeared in red. I drink from your bourbon lips the sneer of a stale kiss flavored in soggy grease of burgers, that in poisonous eructations flushes out my disillusioned infatuations. yet you are still that scar sitting on … Continue reading She Rages as Tides of Brine…
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